High-level martial arts: Long spear with black flames to suppress demons.

Time flies, and more than ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.

By July 18th, all university admission results had been finalized, and admission notices from various universities began to be mailed out.

Today is the day that several classes from Qingzhou No. 1 Middle School have arranged to hold their graduation party.

As evening approached, Shen Chang'an changed into a clean black T-shirt and shuffled downstairs in sneakers.

"Uncle Zhang, I'm going out for a bit to attend a graduation dinner."

Zhang Hai, who was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, looked up and nodded happily: "Go ahead, go ahead, young people should get together more often."

Shen Chang'an then waved his hand and turned to walk towards the garage.

Just then, Zhang Qingqing, who had changed into an elegant dress, came downstairs, and the two bumped into each other in the garage.

A brand-new red Porsche sports car was parked in Zhang Qingqing's parking space.

This is a graduation gift that Uncle Zhang bought for her.

Zhang Qingqing opened the car door, hesitated for a moment, and then took the initiative to call out:

"Your class reunion is also at Jufushan Villa, right? It's so hot today, why don't you ride with me?"

Shen Chang'an stopped and glanced at the intense heat outside, enough to melt the asphalt.

I haven't finished my damn driver's license test yet, so hitching a ride in an air-conditioned car is a good option.

"OK."

Shen Chang'an didn't stand on ceremony and directly opened the passenger door and got in.

There was a pleasant, light fragrance in the car, like orange scent, completely unlike the nauseating, motion sickness-inducing scent of cheap car perfumes.

Seeing him get into the car, Zhang Qingqing breathed a barely perceptible sigh of relief, then skillfully started the car and drove out of Guanlan Mansion.

Half an hour later, the Porsche came to a steady stop in the open-air parking lot of Jufushan Villa.

This is a high-class Chinese garden-style dining area in Qingzhou District, and many classes from Qingzhou No.1 Middle School have chosen this place for their graduation parties.

"I'm going to our class's private room first."

Zhang Qingqing unbuckled her seatbelt and said softly.

"Um."

Shen Chang'an pushed open the car door.

"See you later."

The two walked in different directions.

Shen Chang'an glanced at the time on his phone: 5:20.

The party is scheduled to officially begin at six o'clock.

He opened WeChat and sent Li Xiwan a message: "Have you arrived yet?"

The other party replied instantly: "I've arrived! Chang'an, where are you? Send me your location, I'll come out to meet you!"

Meanwhile, in the private room of the Begonia Hall on the second floor of the villa.

Li Xiwan looked down at her phone, a beautiful smile curving her lips. She stood up and said to He Fei, who was eating sunflower seeds beside her, "Feifei, I'm going out to pick someone up. I'll be right back."

After saying that, she trotted out of the private room like a nimble little deer.

A few minutes later.

As soon as Shen Chang'an reached the artificial lake in the villa, he heard a clear and melodious sound coming from not far away.

"Chang'an, this way!"

He turned his head to look.

A few meters away, Li Xiwan was standing under a tree waving at him.

Instead of wearing her usual training clothes, she changed into a pair of clean white sneakers, a pair of beige loose-fitting trousers, and a plain white T-shirt without any patterns.

Her long, smooth black hair was tied into a high ponytail, swaying gently as she jogged.

There was no excessive makeup or deliberate dressing up; she was clean, neat, and refreshing.

Shen Chang'an watched her approach, a smile playing on his lips: "You're here so early?"

Li Xiwan stopped, slightly out of breath, her fair cheeks flushed: "Yes! I asked Uncle Zhao for leave today and went to the city with some friends. I came straight here this afternoon."

She walked over to Shen Chang'an and pointed towards the second floor: "Let's go, our class is in the Begonia Hall upstairs. Lao Liu and the others have already arrived."

Pushing open the heavy double wooden doors of the Begonia Hall, a wave of heat mixed with the aroma of food and the noise of the crowd hits you.

Almost all of the forty-odd students in the class had arrived, gathered in small groups, and the atmosphere was already quite lively. Shen Chang'an habitually glanced around, preparing to find a quiet corner to hide in.

"Chang'an, sit here."

Li Xiwan pulled out the empty chair next to her.

Shen Chang'an walked over and took a look. The table was mostly filled with girls, and the only two boys looked like "family members" sitting with their girlfriends. However, he never cared about such things, so he didn't refuse and pulled out a chair to sit down.

As soon as she sat down, He Fei next to her froze. She nudged Li Xiwan with her elbow, lowering her voice and winking, "What's going on? When did you two become so close?"

Li Xiwan's eyes flickered slightly: "Oh, we're just ordinary classmates. There aren't many good seats over there, so let him sit here."

He Fei looked the two of them up and down suspiciously, then pursed her lips, giving them a look that said, "See if I believe you or not."

Next, our homeroom teacher, Mr. Liu, went from table to table toasting everyone, his eyes gradually welling up with tears as he recounted the hardships of the past three years. After the emotional segment, everyone began toasting each other and exchanging graduation gifts.

In this slightly melancholic atmosphere of youth, Shen Chang'an seemed out of place.

He was engrossed in eating a plate of signature roasted lamb chops on the table, completely absorbed in the meal.

"The food at this resort is really good; the meat is firm and cooked to perfection."

Shen Chang'an muttered to himself, thinking that he could bring Lao Zhao and Bai Yin here often for a treat in the future.

During this time, the door to the Begonia Hall was opened several times.

Many boys from other classes and even their own class, emboldened by alcohol and the impending separation, blushed and called Li Xiwan out into the hallway to confess their feelings. But not long after, Li Xiwan would always return empty-handed, politely but firmly rejecting everyone.

A girl like Li Xiwan, with her neat and tidy hair tied in a high ponytail, is absolutely devastating to high school boys who are just beginning to experience romantic feelings.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the dinner party finally came to an end.

With red eyes, Lao Liu finished his last words of thanks and announced the complete end of his high school career.

A faint sob could be heard from inside the private room. Li Xiwan, a sentimental person by nature, also had tears welling up in her eyes and was gently wiping them away with a tissue.

Shen Chang'an leaned back lazily in his chair, his deep gaze sweeping over the sobbing boys and girls. Watching this ordinary yet pure scene of "life's myriad aspects," he felt a rare sense of tranquility.

......

As the gathering ended, a large number of students flocked to the street outside the villa.

"How will you get back?"

Shen Chang'an looked at Li Xiwan standing under the street lamp and asked casually.

"I'll just call a ride-hailing service."

After saying that, Li Xiwan seemed to have suddenly made up her mind. She took a deep breath, reached into her pocket with her fair hand, and pulled out a small, heavy black box.

Her movements were stiff and awkward, and even her speech was slightly stuttering: "Um... Chang'an, this is for you."

Shen Chang'an paused for a moment, then took the box and opened it.

Inside lay a special operations tactical watch, lying quietly.

To buy this watch, Li Xiwan spent all of her more than one hundred contribution points accumulated over the past month. For a newcomer to the first realm, this was her entire fortune.

"I...I noticed that the tactical watch on your wrist is worn and aged around the edges."

Li Xiwan had her hands behind her back, her toes unconsciously drawing circles on the ground, too nervous to look him in the eye.

"So...so I changed it to this as a graduation gift."

Looking at the brand-new tactical watch in his hand, Shen Chang'an felt a rare sense of embarrassment.

He scratched his head a little sheepishly: "Thanks. But I'm usually quite rough around the edges, and I didn't think of anything to prepare for you..."

"No gifts are needed!"

Li Xiwan suddenly raised her head, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him, a light and cheerful smile blooming on her lips.

"You've already taken such good care of me, that's enough."